We arrived in Montreal on a Friday with a rule we had made before crossing the border: no American chains. We were in Canada, we were going to eat Canadian, and that was that. We lasted until Saturday, when I really just wanted PF Chang’s, and there happened to be one north of the city…
The border crossing was supposed to take about twenty minutes. We got in the wrong lane immediately — the right lane, which moved at roughly half the speed of every other lane from the moment we pulled in — and once Winifred is committed, Winifred is committed. Three cars ahead of us, a drug-sniffing dog…
Our 2026 summer adventure was supposed to start on Thursday. M had her Keystone tests that week, and by the time Thursday afternoon wrapped up, we’d gotten a good amount loaded but not enough runway to comfortably make the drive up to Corning. So we pushed to Friday, had a relaxed Thursday night, and figured…
Some beach towns are loud and flashy; Cape May is all style and substance. With its gingerbread-trimmed Victorian homes, wild stretches of protected beach, and a salty breeze that seems to slow time, it’s a place you can’t help but sink into. You wander past flower-draped porches, smell fudge cooling on marble slabs, and find…
Rain happens. Even on road trips. Especially on road trips. One minute you’re planning a hike. The next you’re watching the campground turn into a small lake and Googling “Is this normal?” while Ariel glares at the sky like she personally requested sunshine. After a few seasons on the road, we’ve learned something important: a…
Nashville is one of those rare cities that works for food lovers, music fans, museum chasers, and people who travel with a dog who thinks she’s the real star of the trip. It’s lively without feeling overwhelming. It’s creative without trying too hard. And it has enough outdoor spaces, patios, and walkable pockets that you…
When you travel, it’s easy to get bogged down in tourist traps, in the list of “you must see this!” and “eat at this overpriced famous restaurant”. And then people eat their overpriced and…frankly, overcooked bland food, and they go see the “MUST-SEE” spot (Sydney Opera House, I’m looking at you), and they don’t fall…
After miles on the road, we always find ourselves right back here — Lewisburg, Pennsylvania. It’s the kind of town that sneaks up on you with charm. You think you know every street, every menu, every corner… then you notice something new. Lewisburg isn’t a stop on our route – it’s home base. And if…
It all starts with a cup of hot tea and my laptop, already open to a fresh tab in the spreadsheet I use every year to plan our trip. I sit and take a sip of tea, excited to plan our adventures – but also bracing myself for what I call “the great RV trip…
I had planned on posting a travel log this week. What I actually have is a story about a trip that took a while to get off the ground, a plan that changed more than once, and a motorhome that made it clear we were going to learn a few things before we got very…
